"He would teach the boy poetry and martial arts, and would share all good things with him."
"When they grew up, they had a competition with each other. The little boy shared his prize with his brother, but his brother turned around and walked away with a sullen face."
"His brother ignored him for a long time, until one day he came to the little boy and said he wanted to play hide-and-seek."
"The boy was so happy that he followed his brother to a mountain. His brother said, 'Hide well, and make sure you hide well before I find you.'"
The boy nodded and ran up the hill, finding a place that was somewhat hidden but actually easy to find. He didn't want his brother to search for too long because it would make him tired.
"He waited happily, watching the sun slowly move overhead, watching tired birds return to their nests after catching insects. He waited from the morning glow to the evening glow, until sunset, until everything was pitch black."
"He was a little hungry and a little scared because this is Wolf Mountain and people say the wolves here will eat people at night."
"He called out to his brother softly but didn't move. He felt his brother might find him soon."
"Finally he heard the sound of branches being crushed underfoot. He was so happy that he got up from behind the stone."
A cool breeze blew, carrying Duan Xiao's chuckle: "He didn't see his brother, he saw a pair of green eyes."
My body stiffened.
"Then he started running, running like crazy, using all his strength to run..."
Duan Xiao's voice gradually faded, and I could only ask in a daze: "Did he run away..."
After asking, Fang laughed at himself. Duan Xiao was still in front of him. He must have run away.
"No," he said casually, "He can't get away."
"He fell down while running," he chuckled. "It was a blessing in disguise. He rolled straight down the mountain."
"Rolling is much faster than running." He said it as if he was telling a joke.
But I couldn't laugh.
"He was lying on the sand at the foot of the mountain. In the distance was a brightly lit palace." He paused. "Yes, it was his brother's birthday that day, and his gift hadn't been given out yet."
The shadows of the trees trembled in the darkness, and the air became increasingly cold.
"But his leg was injured and he couldn't stand up..." He was still lying on his back without any movement.
"He looked up in pain, and at that moment, he saw a sky full of stars. It was really bright..."
The sound stopped abruptly, and I turned to look at the person lying next to me. It was too dark, and even with the starry sky, I couldn't see his expression clearly.
"So..." He said in a hoarse voice, changing the subject: "From now on, no matter how beautiful others say the starry sky is, I won't look up to see it."
He turned his head to the other side, and his voice was so soft that it seemed as if it would be swept away by the wind in the next second -
"Because I can't see the so-called bright light, it only reminds me of the bone-chilling cold light of that night."
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